All day long, I laugh and talk, but then every night, a lonely road I walk. No one to trust, no one to call my own. Amidst the faces, I wonder, into what have I grown.
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All day long, I laugh and talk, but then every night, a lonely road I walk. No one to trust, no one to call my own. Amidst the faces, I wonder, into what have I grown.
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